“Song Cry” is my favorite Jay-Z song, hell it’s my favorite song period, I even have the original sample, “Sounds Like a Love Song” by Bobby Glenn in my iTunes. Curse Nelly winning that Grammy over him because white people loved saying “herre” that year but I digress. The song spoke to me, granted I was too young to really say I could relate relationship-wise but the pride stood out. I was the kid that always had a smile on his face, regardless how I really felt. I guess even at a young age I realize the importance of not bringing your problems outside of the home and vice-versa. Wear your pride on your sleeve and keep your emotions in your pocket, I guess that’s what some would call bottling up, I call it keeping things need to know.

Sometimes it backfires, as I let people and opportunities slip because I’m just too proud to put myself out there. I know I shouldn’t hold myself back out of fear of rejection or judgment but it’s so much easier said than done. To be honest my life is spiraling out of control at record speed,but you can’t see it coming down my eyes, so I gotta make this blog cry…

It’s like *cue The Sopranos finale blackout, i’m not even in the mood anymore…*